Sweat Dreams

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6:00 a.m 

My alarm went off and I cursed as I always do. I do hate having to wake up at six in the morning... Maybe I could just close my eyes for ten more minutes. It wouldn't hurt...

"Y/N. There's someone here waiting for you." I heard my mum scream from downstairs. And there goes my ten more minutes...

I got up looking like a walking sloth and cursed every single president I could remember at such an early hour. 

When I got downstairs, I saw a smilling Tom Felton waiting at the doorframe for me with a white lily in his hand. I rubbed my eyes, trying to think in a racional way, but didn't matter how many times I kept rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, Tom kept smiling at me.

"Hey, sweatheart." He smiled and walked into the house. "I thought it would be fun for us to walk together to school. You know, so that you won't be late like last time." He scratched the back of his neck and all my inner self shivered. He laughed and walked nearer me. "What do you think?" He smirked and handed me the flower. 

I heard my mum laugh and close the door before walking up the stairs. Obviously, she had to stop by my side and whisper into my ear the typical "Good choice".

"So." Tom continued after my mum was out of sight. "Are we going together?" He asked as he raised both of his eyebrows and smiled shyly. 

"I'm just going to get dressed and then we're good to go." I smiled widly. 

I can't believe Dylan's plan is actually working!! This is surely the reason why I gave up on trying to understand the masculine gender's thoughts. They're all so unbelivebly impossible to figure out. How was I supposed to know that Tom would love me making him jelous when, if I were him, I'd without a doubt try to get over him... 

"I'll wait here for you." He smirked and set on the sofa after winking at me and kissing my cheek. 

Strange mythical creature, I'm loving this game you're playing!!! Just make sure that the kiss is on my lips, next time. PEACE!

I got upstairs as quickly as my lazy self allowed and rushed on the getting ready for school part, knowing that the worst thing I could do was leaving Tom alone in my house. 

I opened my wardrobe and discovered an astronomic variaty of clothes from my favourite fandoms among one or two simple shirts I had. If this was a normal day, I wouldn't waste a second thinking about what to wear: black jeans and some fandom T-shirt. Now, this sure wasn't an usual day. This was the day I have been looking foward to enjoy since I first saw that evil smirk of him and now I have nothing to wear other than my nerdy clothes. 

Don't get me wrong! I'm in love with my nerdy clothes. I fell for them the moment I saw them. However, Tom might be completely fed up with the Harry Potter theme and I know that he likes the girls that care about their clothes as much as their families, or as I call them, the Day to Day Nothings. 

Considering I love my family, I'd have to get dressed in an apropiated way for the occasion and this made me realise the only occasion my wardrobe was ready for was to spend the day breathing all my fandoms. So, long story short, I picked a black top and some jeans, put on my black converse and decided to go shopping later. Maybe, I'd ask Dylan for help.

When I got down stairs, I saw Tom going through Instagram on his phone. I walked to his side and when he saw me, he got up and slid his hand around my waist.

So, let's call you Hardin, mythical creature, you're named AFTER the great Hardin Scott, this is the perfect part for a cheesy comment and a kiss, what do you think? No. I don't take part in your decisions. Okay. Forget what I said, then. Never mind.

"So, are we ready to go." He asked with a smirk. God, I never knew I could fall so hard for someone...

"Yes we are." I smiled as we got out of my house. Before the door closed I screamed to let my parents know I was leaving.

We walked for some time in deep confortable silence. His arm around my waist and shy smiles being shared. Until, he stopped and looked deeply into my eyes with a puzzled look.

"Y/N, are you and Dylan dating?" He asked with a sad expression. What am I supposed to do? Do I say yes, is he going to like me better if I say so or do I say no and tell him the truth? God, I should have discussed that with Dylan.

Wait a moment! What the fuck am I thinking about? I'm not like this! I never think like that. I'm independent and I get to chose what I do with my life no matter what a random guy says. I'm going to do what I always do, well, at least I used to...

"No." I focused my glare on his, showing a serious expression.

"Great." He smirked and I saw his face start to come closer to mine. "Because I've been thinking about you and your eyes and your lips for quite a long time now."

Oh sweat Hardin Scott of fried patatoes with ketchup! It's happening! I'm going to kiss him! I'm going to kiss my crush! Okay, don't freak out, just take a deep breath and go with the flow. Remember what the books tought you. Look at the eyes and then at the lips, then slowly get closer to his face as he does so too and when the moment is right, it must happen naturaly.

His face got closer and closer by the second and my thoughts started to turn into the only thought of a kiss. Our lips were about to colide into the most perfect kiss there ever was, when I felt a sudden cold sensation get over my body.

6:30 a.m

My eyes shot open to show me my bedroom ceiling. I set up violently fast and my eyes laid on my doorframe and on a smirking Dylan.

"Rise and shine, baby girl." He said, making me groan and lay down again, pushing the blankets with me.

I closed my eyes trying to go back to my kind of reality, but it didn't work, since Dylan shove the blankets to the other side of the bed and lift me up, obligating me to actually wake up.

"I hate you." I whispered and rolled my eyes.

"I love you, too." He winked and received a middle finger from me. "Now, next step. What to wear." He smirked and opened my wardrobe as I set on the edge of the bed.

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Happy Valentine's day!!! Also, I'm craving so hard to watch the After movie!!! Just trying to cool down, tho...

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